Uncontrollable Temptations (Tempted #3)(42)

He squeezed my hand.

He might as well have squeezed my heart.

I stopped walking, and he turned around to see why.

“They’re ugly,” I whispered. “My scars. They’re ugly.”

He tugged my hand and my body collided against his. He tipped my chin up with his index finger, forcing my eyes to meet his.

“They a part of you?” He questioned, not waiting for the answer. “Then they’re not ugly. Let me show you how beautiful they can be,” he said softly, as his finger trailed my lip. “Give me your scars, baby,” he whispered, leaning his forehead against mine. “Let me be the one who sets you free from them.”

Yes.





Chapter Eighteen





I pulled into the gated parking lot of the compound and parked right in front, turning my bike off. I felt Reina’s arms tighten around my waist. I removed my helmet and stared at the men, my club, staring at me like I had lost my goddamn mind.

“I thought you were taking me home with you?” She asked, whispering against my ear. I reached down and squeezed her hand as I looked back at my brothers. Wolf leaned over and whispered something in Blackie’s ear and my VP merely shook his head.

“This is my home,” I declared, unraveling her hands from my waist and maneuvering off the bike.

“Is that the pie goddess?” Riggs called out. “No way, it’s really her!”

“Look who found her way back to us,” Pipe added, rubbing his hands together like he was about to indulge in a feast. I’d fucking kill him.

“Jack,” Reina whispered, her eyes focused over my shoulder at the men looking to sample her.

Fucking vultures.

Time to set these bastards straight.

Reina was mine, mine to use, mine to fuck, and mine to conquer. Not sure about that last part, not sure what I wanted from her but I was certain I wasn’t sharing her. Not with my brothers, and not with my blood brother either. I’d erase her past, take away the memories that haunted her and make her whole again. I could do that.

Not sure why the fuck I wanted to do that but I could do it.

I could give Reina what she needed and in turn take what I needed.

But what I needed was more than what I expected and so much more than I ever had before.

“No, Reina, this is me, this is my life and if you want in, you want my truth, this is the truth of who I am,” I stated, piercing her with a hard stare. “What’s it going to be?”

She looked like a deer caught in headlights, frightened, unsure if she should stay put, turn and run or leap forward.

She took a step closer and then another, closing the space between us, deciding to leap forward, I wrapped my arms around her waist. I pulled her body against mine, releasing a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. I bent my head forward and covered her mouth with mine. I worked her lips, my tongue easing its way home inside of her mouth. I slid my hands into the back pockets of her jeans and squeezed her ass through the denim, pressing her into my erection.

Mine.

Her arms wrapped around my neck and her fingers toyed with the ends of my hair as she moaned softly into my mouth.

My club faded away, my tortured mind lost, all my sorrows disappeared. There was nothing but Reina.

I slowly pulled back, feeling her breath against my wet lips. I wrapped one arm around her waist and turned around to face my club.

“See you on the other side, gentlemen.” I bit back the grin that threatened my lips as they stared at me in silence.

“Get the fuck out of here, Bulldog,” Pipe roared, with a grin firmly planted on his face. “Did you just claim this one?”

I glanced down at Reina, her eyes staring up at me in wonderment as I pressed my lips to the tip of her nose.

“I guess I did,” I murmured.

I suppose there was something to be said about that, as it was I hadn’t staked claim on a woman since Connie, but fuck if I knew what that something was.

I led Reina through the compound, to the second floor where our rooms were and pushed open the door to my room. I could’ve taken her to my house, but she wanted the truth about me and the truth was I never slept there unless I had my daughter. Lacey was just a kid when her mother and I split, and we agreed I would not parent her at the clubhouse. I kept Lacey out of this life, or at least I tried. It was my brothers who brought her up to visit me when I was in Ryker’s. Still, she wasn’t present at clubhouse parties and only came to the compound under dire circumstances.

Women were a different story; this bedroom had seen a lot of pussy but it never saw sunshine.

I closed the door, locking it behind me and watched as Reina scoped out my space.

“I don’t go home much, not much there but a bunch of memories,” I explained.

“You sleep here?” She asked, turning around to face me. “I thought this was just a place you guys hung around.”

“It’s home to most of the guys. Blackie, Riggs, and Bones all sleep here night after night. Wolf and Pipe go home,” I offered, shrugging off my cut and draping it over the leather chair in the corner of the room before walking toward her.

I placed my hands on her shoulders, sliding them down the sleeves of her jacket and laced my hands with hers.

“Brought you here for a reason, Reina,” I admitted. “Made you mine in front of my brothers, you know what that means?”